My Billionaire Husband Thought Divorce Was Just Another Deal 00

Richard looked almost wounded.

Then the moment passed.

He turned and left without another word.

The door closed softly behind him.

I sank back into the chair, shaking now despite my effort not to. Adrian noticed but did not move toward me. He was learning, perhaps too late, that care sometimes meant staying where you were.

“Elise,” he called.

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